Being a knight is not easy

Chapter 355 Black Robe 4
Robin looked down at him, his golden eyes showing no pity: "The sins in your blood will not be diluted by time, Carbon von Hohenheim. Tonight, the name Hohenheim will be wiped out of history."

His palm pressed against the Baron's forehead, and a burst of blue light erupted.

The baron's body convulsed violently, and it felt as if countless worms were wriggling beneath his skin.

A few seconds later, when Robin withdrew his hand, Baron Carbon had turned into a perfect blue crystal statue, his face frozen in a final expression of fear.

The hall was completely silent.

All the nobles collapsed to the ground, and some even lost control of their bladders.

They never imagined that their lofty status would be so vulnerable in the face of this being.

Robin looked around, the golden light in her eyes gradually fading, returning to normal human pupils.

He turned to Alina and Wind Chime, who had taken control of all the entrances and exits to the hall.

The people here are all trapped like turtles in a jar.

“The ordinary people are yours to handle,” Robin repeated his initial words, but this time no one dared to laugh. He walked towards a group of armored and armed men in the hall. “The rest, I’ll take care of.”

Alina was completely stunned.

Something feels off, but I can't quite put my finger on it.

Wind Chime had already begun cooperating with Robin to slaughter the ordinary nobles present.

The battle didn't last long; the remaining Grand Knights and Knights were all killed by Robin. During the battle, he also killed a high-ranking wizard apprentice and obtained a magic fruit, which delighted him.

It seems that not only can you obtain the Power Fruit by killing knights, but you can also obtain the Magic Fruit by killing wizards.

Alina stood rooted to the spot, her fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her dress. Her gaze followed the figure moving through the hall—Robin's movements were so fast that he was almost a blurry afterimage, and wherever he passed, nobles fell like stalks of wheat.

"Something's not right," she muttered to herself, unable to pinpoint exactly what was making her so puzzled.

The sound of wind chimes rang out from the right, clear and melodious like silver bells, yet it created an eerie contrast with the bloody scene before her. She held a staff, and with each swing, a large number of people inexplicably fell, her movements as elegant as if she were performing a dance of death.

"What are you daydreaming about, little Elina?" Feng Ling spun around, and a group of noble ladies and their spouses were suspended in mid-air before suddenly exploding. Blood splattered on her snow-white cheeks, but she didn't even blink. "If you don't make your move now, you'll miss out."

Alina then seemed to wake from a dream, and tremblingly drew the dagger from her waist.

But by the time she rushed forward, there wasn't a single enemy left standing in the hall.

Robin stood in the middle of a pile of corpses, holding a fruit that emitted a pale purple light in her hand.

The fruit's surface was covered with peculiar patterns, and it seemed as if liquid was flowing inside.

A rare smile appeared on his lips.

“A magic fruit,” he said softly, his voice filled with barely concealed joy. “I never expected to get this after killing a high-ranking wizard apprentice.”

Wind Chime leaned closer and curiously poked the fruit: "It's different from the Power Fruit. Will eating this grant me magic power?"

Robin carefully put the fruit into a specially made silver box in his pocket: "It should be. I've killed wizards before, but I've never gotten one. I need to study it carefully before I can give it to you."

His gaze swept over the corpses scattered on the ground, a calculating glint in his eyes.

“Let’s loot the spoils,” Robin said to the two women. “Take everything of value, and pick the best weapons and armor. Alina, you’re in charge of checking the documents and letters to see if there’s any intelligence about the war.” Alina nodded and walked to the desk behind the main table.

Fengling had already begun deftly looting the corpses, removing rings, necklaces, and purses from the nobles. She hummed a little tune, as if she were picking wildflowers rather than plundering the dead.

“This old man’s ring has his family crest on it.” She held up a gold ring set with a ruby. “It should fetch a good price.”

Robin walked up to the remains of Baron Carbon's crystal statue, which had been accidentally smashed by the corpse of a nobleman during the battle.

Alina stared at the corpses scattered on the ground from afar, her stomach churning.

She wasn't unfamiliar with seeing so many corpses and so much brutal killing, but this was the first time she had ever witnessed such a sight.

None of the corpses on the ground were intact.

She forced herself to focus on the documents on her desk, but the dense text on the parchment danced before her eyes, and she couldn't concentrate on it.

"Did you find anything?" Robin's voice suddenly rang in her ears, startling her so much that she almost jumped up.

"I'm... I'm still reading," Alina stammered, knocking over an ink bottle in her haste, the black ink spreading across the parchment. "I'm... I'm sorry!"

Robin frowned and reached out to press on her shoulder: "You're not acting right today. I'll explain when we get back."

Alina felt the warmth of that hand seeping through her clothes. She didn't pull away: "No, no. I just..."

What should she say?
She said she felt Robin was different from his previous character portrayals.
"She was just stunned by your heroic demeanor." Wind Chime appeared beside her at some point, grinning as she put her arm around Alina's shoulder. "Right, little Alina? Your heart is racing after seeing Robin's incredible display of power? How about we find something more exciting and thrilling tonight?"

Alina's face flushed red: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Robin shook his head, seemingly uninterested in the girls' conversation: "Hurry up, we need to leave before dawn. Alina, if you're not used to it yet, help Wind Chime organize the spoils."

He turned and walked towards other places outside the hall, perhaps hoping for an unexpected surprise.

"Stop looking, everyone's gone." Wind Chime waved her hand in front of her. "Come help me count these jewels. You have good eyesight, see if there are any with enchanted gems."

Alina forced herself to concentrate and began examining the jewelry. But her thoughts kept drifting to Robin.

What exactly is he trying to do? And what is the background of this team?
A muffled thud suddenly came from behind the hidden door, followed by the painful roar of some kind of creature.

Wind Chime and Alina looked up at the same time, but Wind Chime just shrugged: "Looks like Robin's found a new toy."

Alina felt a strange palpitation.

The Middle Kingdom was far more dangerous than she had anticipated.

The flames atop the castle tower dyed half the sky blood red, and billowing black smoke rose into the sky like a giant dragon.

Alina stood on the hillside outside the castle, her fingers digging deeply into her palms.

A wave of heat washed over her, mixed with the crackling of splintering wood and the strange smell of something burning. The distant firelight danced in her pupils, making her cheeks flush.

"Are we...are we really going to burn the whole castle down?" Her voice trembled slightly. "There might still be things inside."

(End of this chapter)